Meanwhile, trapped within the Qiankun Sect's array, Shi Chun felt as if he had entered another world. Holding the Blood Soul Blade, he cautiously observed the surrounding darkness. The howling winds whipped through, with visible black tornadoes everywhere, as if he was a small ant caught in a forest of tornadoes, while bolts of lightning occasionally raged fiercely within the 'forest'.
The sky was obscured above, and the ground was invisible below. Initially, nothing seemed out of place, but gradually, a chaotic pulling force emerged from all directions. Wherever the lightning passed, the void twisted like waves, threatening to distort everything in its path.
Shi Chun had no idea what this array was called. He grabbed a spear from thin air, seized an opportunity, and threw it into the twisted void. Instantly, the spear emitted a piercing creaking sound, easily stretched into fine threads like dough.
